Chapter 137 Chapter 137 Two chapters in one

Shen Moer carried an electric fan home. Shen Shaoyuan took a look at it while holding Xiao Liangliang in his arms, and sighed: "The level of students in your school is not good. They are ugly and look like defective products. Who can finally collect industrial stamps to buy this thing?"

Xiao Liangliang was a little excited to see this iron guy, especially when she saw Shen Moer turned on the power of the fan and the blades slowly turned, she danced with joy and kept calling "Ah Mama, Ah Mama".

The little girl's articulation has become much clearer recently. She can now call out mom and dad very accurately. But for some reason, she doesn't like to call mom and dad crisply and prefers to add an "ah" in front.

Shen Moer scratched her daughter's tender little face and smiled, "Actually, the quality of this electric fan is very good."

Zhou Ping'an looked disgusted, "Sister Moer, just like that, you can say the quality is very good?"

Shen Moer explained, "If you look carefully, it is actually very stable when it runs, the wind force is quite strong, but the noise is very small, right? I asked the classmates who make these fans about it. They use copper core enameled wire to wind the motor, the iron core uses silicon steel sheet, and the bearing quality is also very good. In other words, the heart of the fan is very good, but the appearance is not so good. The students in our school are good at making motors, but their skills in hand-rubbing parts are a little disappointing."

After all, it is a product of their own school, so they still have to save some face.

What she said was also true. The students had good brains and the motor quality was good, but they were not good at hands-on work.

Shen Shaoyuan still complained: "Even if the quality is okay, it's not okay if it's too ugly."

He had no concept of harmony in his bones, and he couldn't accept ugliness.

Shen Moer smiled and said, "So, the quality of this electric fan is actually okay, but its biggest problem is that it's ugly. If it can be made not ugly, will it be easier for people to accept it?"

Shen Shaoyuan asked thoughtfully, "How can we make it not ugly?" Fu Mingze

came in with two buckets of things at that time. Hearing this, he raised the iron bucket in his hand and said, "Moer said that how to make the electric fan not ugly is now left to you. The paint has been bought. You try to make a sample first. If it works, she will let you follow her to the Capital University Machinery Factory to do voluntary labor."

Shen Shaoyuan: "..."

He had just finished drawing the comic strip recently, and his time was indeed quite empty, but since he was quite empty, he could take his granddaughter around everywhere. Why did he have to do voluntary labor at the Capital University Machinery Factory?

Shen Moer: "You are free anyway, why don't you practice painting?"

Zhou Ping'an thought it was feasible: "Master, I think it's okay, no problem, you make a sample and I'll paint. Although the electric fan looks crooked now, it can indeed change the appearance visually if it is repainted."

Zhou Ping'an squatted down and looked at the electric fan.

What else could Shen Shaoyuan say? He had to do the job assigned to him by his precious daughter!

The paint that Fu Mingze bought was in two colors, red and blue. Shen Shaoyuan stared at the electric fan for a while, and stuffed the little guy in his arms to her mother: "Okay, I'll try."

Fu Mingze unplugged the power cord, found a screwdriver at home, and disassembled the electric fan in a few seconds.

"Looking at it this way, this thing is quite simple?"

Shen Shaoyuan couldn't help but take a few more glances. He had seen so many good things, but anything that had something to do with "technology" was magical to him.

They did have fans in the cool room, but they were hand-waved. In the summer, there were several maids in charge of waving the fans. Of course, he now knew that this kind of behavior of exploiting others' labor was not good, but before they were a feudal dynasty, and the concepts were different.

In fact, Shen Shaoyuan had been in this world for many years, and had seen lights, telephones, electric fans, radios, and even cars, but his skills were in eating, drinking, playing, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Even after many years, he still found these "technological" things magical.

Things like electric fans were also something he had seen before, but he had never seen a disassembled electric fan before. Now, seeing Fu Mingze easily "dismember" the electric fan, he suddenly realized that the parts of this thing were actually quite simple.

Fu Mingze: "It's just that the motor is a little complicated, but everything else is simple."

Shen Shaoyuan nodded, frowned and thought for a while, then motioned Zhou Ping'an to pour out the paint.

When Fu Mingze bought the paint, he also bought small cans, brushes, and smaller pens.

The fan blades were made of aluminum and were not originally painted. Shen Shaoyuan asked Zhou Ping'an to wipe the blades clean, first used a brush to apply a blue base, and then used a small brush to outline the pattern on the edge of the blades.

Xiao Liangliang looked at it from a distance with curiosity, but Shen Moer walked a little further away while holding her: "This paint smells a bit, let's go for a walk on the street."

Fu Mingze glanced at the mother and daughter, and Shen Shaoyuan waved his hand: "Let's go, let's take the children out for a walk."

Zhou Ping'an also said: "Yes, yes, Fu Zhiqing, you go with Sister Moer, I'm here."

Fu Mingze: "Okay."

He went into the house and got a small blanket for his daughter. Even though it's not cold now with the sun, it's still a little cold if the sun is blocked.

The family of three went out, and Fu Mingze took his daughter from Shen Moer's hand. Xiao Liangliang looked at Fu Mingze with her round eyes, and suddenly, she grinned, revealing four neat little glutinous rice teeth, two on the top and two on the bottom.

Fu Mingze smiled, and the young man slapped his hand on his face: "Ah, Dad!"

Fu Mingze frowned and corrected: "Dad."

The young man slapped him on the face again and shouted: "Ah, Dad!"

Shen Moer laughed. Fu Zhiqing probably could only tolerate the lady hitting him like this. Moreover, although he looked scary when he was cold, the lady was not afraid of him at all. She

is still young now. In two years, the young man will probably climb over her father.

Fu Mingze glanced at her, pointed at her and asked the kid, "Who is this?"

Little Liangliang immediately stretched out her two little hands for a hug, "Oh, Mommy!"

Shen Moer patted her chubby little butt, "You eat too much, Mommy can't hold you."

Little Liangliang twisted her little body and leaned towards Shen Moer, "Oh, Mommy, Oh, Mommy!"

Shen Moer smiled and teased the child, "No, you little fat girl, Mommy can't hold you."

As they were talking and laughing, there was a sudden scream from behind, "Someone is stealing something!"

Almost at the same time, a figure quickly passed by them.

They were in an alley, and the street was at the end of the alley. There were courtyards on both sides of the alley. The weather was not hot yet, and most people kept their doors closed. Not many people were walking in the alley.

Seeing that man quickly running towards the alley entrance, Shen Moer turned around and chased after him. When that man was about to run out of the alley, Shen Moer flew up and kicked him, knocking him down.

The man wanted to struggle, but Shen Moer stepped on his shoulder.

"Let me go, let me go, you meddling woman!" The man lay on the ground and screamed. It was obvious that he was just stepped on the shoulder, but it was like being pressed under the Five Finger Mountain. No matter how he struggled, he couldn't stand up.

"Comrade, thank you, thank you!"

A 30-something female comrade ran over panting. Shen Moer pointed at the black leather bag on the ground and asked, "Is that bag yours? Check if anything is missing." The female comrade

had a square face with neat lines and heroic eyes. She looked at people with a sharp look. However, this appearance did not prevent her from being targeted by thieves. It was because her corduroy suit, black leather shoes and black leather bag looked too expensive.

The female comrade picked up the black leather bag, opened it and took a look, then shook her head and said, "Nothing is missing."

The thief lying on the ground yelled again, "Didn't you lose anything? Why don't you let me go!"

Shen Moli grabbed him up, twisted his arm backwards, and was controlled by someone, "You didn't lose anything because I caught you. Let's go to the police station!"

The female comrade glanced at Shen Moli and agreed, "Yes, you will also be held legally responsible for attempted crimes. We can't let you go. Let's go to the police station."

Fu Mingze held Xiao Liangliang and didn't go forward. It didn't matter for adults, but children still had to be careful. In this case, they should try not to let the little thief see the child, otherwise, if the man was released, he would come over to take revenge on the child.

This kind of thing may not necessarily happen, but as parents, we must consider our children carefully.

Shen Moer looked back and said, "I'll take him to the police station first."

She pulled the man and didn't let him look back. The couple still had this tacit understanding.

Shen Moer dragged people to the nearby police station. Xiao Liangliang watched her mother's back as she walked away, a puzzled expression on her little face. She looked at her mother, then at her father who was standing there motionless, and slapped Fu Mingze's face several times with her little hands: "Oh mom, oh mom..."

Fu Mingze grabbed her hand and stuffed it into her mouth. Then, when the little girl was about to cry with a grievance, he grabbed her little hand again and patted her own face: "You little rascal, if you hit dad again, I won't give you candy in the future. Mom is going to do good deeds, let's go shopping and go back first."

The little girl looked at him aggrievedly, and her little head suddenly buried in her father's neck.

The police station was not too far away, and they arrived in about ten minutes. If the thief had not tried every possible way to escape on the road, and Shen Moer had not spent some time to pull him, it might have been faster.

The thief wanted to slip away when Shen Moer let go of his hand at the gate of the police station, but Shen Moer kicked him and knocked him down again.

The comrades in the police station were a little surprised to see two female comrades escorting a male comrade, but now they were not surprised at all, because the female comrades were obviously well-trained.

After handing the man over to the police, Shen Moer also went to record a statement. When they learned that she was a freshman at Capital University, the two police comrades who recorded the statement expressed great regret, saying that with Shen Moer's skills, it was a pity that she did not join the army or become a special police.

Coming out of the police station, Shen Moer looked up and saw white pigeons flying lightly across the blue sky, and she couldn't help but smile.

In Daliang, although she was better at riding and shooting than many princes, it seemed that she was of no use except for being granted special permission to participate in the autumn hunt.

There was no precedent for women to be officials in the court, and even less for women to be generals on the battlefield.

Not only could they not be generals, the custom in Daliang was that women could not appear in the barracks, otherwise it would be considered an ominous sign.

In the past, she would never have thought that one day she would be told that it was a pity that she did not join the army but became a policeman.

In this world, except for the absence of those people who were once familiar, everything else is actually pretty good.

"Student Shen..."

The clacking sound of high heels hitting the ground could be heard behind me. The female comrade caught up with me and said, "Student Shen, thank you so much for today!"

Shen Moer stopped and smiled, "It was just a coincidence that we met. Anyone would help if they encountered this kind of thing. You're welcome."

"Not everyone has your skills." The female comrade laughed, "Let me introduce myself first. My name is Wang Liya. My parents live in the alley above, and we are neighbors. The comrades from the police station just told me that you are a freshman of Capital University this year. My mother also said a while ago that a house in our alley was sold, and the new neighbor who moved in is studying at Capital University. I think it must be you." Shen Moer goes out

early and comes back late every day, and spends most of her time at school. However, Shen Shaoyuan likes to take his granddaughter for walks, and it seems that he has become familiar with the neighbors nearby.

Hearing this, Shen Moer smiled and said, "Neighbors should help each other even more."

Wang Liya said thankfully, "Lucky to meet you. I came here from work today. It's no big deal if my money was robbed. The key is that there are some documents and receipts in my bag. I plan to take them home and look at them when I have time. If they are lost, it will be really troublesome."

The two talked as they walked back to the alley. Shen Moer found that the Wang family's yard was actually not far from their home, separated by two yards.

Yes, if it was far away, they might not have run into each other. After

catching a thief and returning home, Shen Moer found that her father had almost finished painting the electric fan.

The blades had been painted, and Shen Shaoyuan thought the abandoned base did not match the blades, so he was repairing the base.

Even though the fan has not been put back, just looking at the blades and the half-painted base, it is already quite nice.

If Liu Yinshuang were here, she would say that this fan was painted in a retro Hong Kong style with contrasting red and blue colors.

Shen Moer didn't know what retro Hong Kong style was. This kind of strong color collision was actually rare in her original life.

She asked Fu Mingze to buy red and blue paints at the time, simply because people in this world prefer red, and blue is the most common color in everyone's daily life.

Shen Moer had said before that the paint didn't need to be brushed too smoothly, and they were not professional painters and didn't have this skill. So Shen Shaoyuan didn't make it difficult for himself. Basically, he painted it according to his own ideas. It didn't matter if the surface was a little rough, as long as it looked good. The

rough surface actually added a bit of... well, as Liu Yinshuang said, this is called artistic sense.

After everything is done, place it in the corner of the yard to dry.

After finishing, Shen Shaoyuan washed his hands carefully with soap, then took a bath with hot water and changed into dry clothes. Then he ran to his obedient granddaughter and teased the child: "Is grandpa's painting beautiful?"

Little Liangliang blinked her big round eyes and stretched out her hands: "Ah, grandpa!"

Shen Shaoyuan frowned in disdain, but still took the little guy over and muttered: "Grandpa is not grandpa."

The paint needed to dry for a few days, and Shen Moer was not in a hurry. After all, they were just part-time interns, and their main responsibility was to attend classes and learn knowledge. So it was not until the weekend that Shen Moer took the reassembled electric fan back to the Capital University Machinery Factory.

When she took it over, Shen Moer casually put a sack on the fan. Section Chief Chen was surprised to see her carrying a sack into the factory, but then he saw Shen Moer take out an electric fan he had never seen before from the sack.

How should I put it? Even the electric fans on the market are actually the same. There are basically only a few styles, a mesh ring, a few blades, and an iron box. You can assemble an electric fan. Can you make a big deal out of it?

But!

But the electric fan in front of him was really made a big deal out of it!

The dark blue blades were outlined with red patterns, and matched with a base of the same color, the whole electric fan looked beautiful and fashionable.

Section Chief Chen was amazed: "Is this Watson or Binghua? Which factory produced this new product? The paint is a bit rough, but it's so beautiful that the roughness doesn't affect it at all. It looks good, but the cost is a bit high. How much does one cost? Ordinary electric fans are around 120 to 150 yuan, this one must be at least 150 yuan, right?"

Shen Moer laughed: "Section Chief Chen, take a closer look."

Section Chief Chen asked in confusion: "Take a closer look, what are you looking at? Are you suggesting that we produce this as well? No, no, no, it's expensive enough for us to produce ordinary electric fans, so don't challenge the difficulty."

Shen Moer Pointing at the fan blades speechlessly: "Didn't you find anything wrong with these blades?"

Section Chief Chen said "Ah" in confusion, bent down and looked carefully, and after a while, he said uncertainly: "There is indeed a problem with this blade, one of them seems to be a little smaller..."

He suddenly widened his eyes and pointed at the fan on the table: "This, this, this, this, this!"

Shen Moer: "Yes, this is the one I took away before." Section

Chief Chen: "..."

Staring at the fan in silence for a long time, he murmured: "It's a masterpiece, brand new, a complete transformation, a complete transformation!"

Half an hour later, in the meeting room of the sales department of the machinery factory.

"This, this, this, this is too beautiful!"

Wu Yanan covered her mouth and screamed in a low voice. After realizing that she had screamed, her face turned red and she looked around embarrassedly.

Everyone in the conference room was staring at the electric fan on the table, and no one noticed her.

After all, everyone was surprised to see this electric fan that completely subverted their imagination, and Wu Yanan was not the only one who screamed. After the exclamations, several salesmen in the sales department were already discussing the possibility of producing this kind of electric fan.

Jin Gui whispered to Wu Yanan: "How can our squad leader be so awesome! Such a beautiful and special electric fan, I feel that someone will buy it even if it requires an industrial ticket."

Wu Yanan nodded repeatedly: "The most important thing is that with this painting, the original size and shape of the fan blades are not obvious. Unless you look very carefully, you can't find it. Moreover, even if you find it, it doesn't seem to be a big deal. The asymmetry seems to be quite beautiful."

A salesperson from the sales department The salesperson with a slightly sturdy build said loudly: "Chief, leave this batch of business to me. I will go to contact the department store. Manager Wang there likes this kind of beautiful thing very much."

The slightly shorter man next to him was unhappy: "No, is there any need to say that? This will definitely sell well! There is still some time before the season for using fans. Chief, let's propose it to the workshop and mass-produce a batch!"

Chief Chen frowned and said nothing.

Shen Moer said, "This batch of electric fans is the 'assignment' assigned to us by Section Chief Chen. A few of us students will try to sell it first. If we fail, we can ask Brother Lu and Brother Liang for help. You have rich experience, many channels, and wide connections. There must be many areas where we need your guidance and help."

Shen Moer certainly would not let others take advantage of her own idea, so she declined it politely, but her words were spoken nicely, and the two salesmen felt comfortable listening to them.

After a short pause, Shen Moer said, "As for mass production, my suggestion is that the factory should organize paint masters to study the relevant processes as soon as possible, and then make a batch of samples."

Changing the subject, she asked Section Chief Chen, "Does our factory have a booth at the Canton Fair?"

Section Chief Chen didn't know why the topic suddenly turned to the Canton Fair, and shook his head and said, "Our school-run enterprises are mainly to provide a practical platform for students."

Shen Moer frowned and thought for a while, then said, "The Spring Fair is from April 15th to May 5th, I suggest that the factory contact a company with a booth at the Canton Fair as soon as possible, make a batch of samples and ask them to help exhibit them. The exhibit list of the Canton Fair is drawn up in advance by each province, but it is not completely unchangeable. We can communicate with the exhibition working group in the future. "Section

Chief Chen: "..."

No, weren't they talking about how to change the appearance of this batch of crooked electric fans and sell them in department stores? How come the topic suddenly jumped to them taking samples to the Canton Fair for exhibition?

They are just an ordinary school-run enterprise, with average corporate performance and average corporate products. The only thing worth praising is the students' independent innovation ability, but students, after all, have limited abilities. It's good to have one or two innovative and practical things a year.

In short, in short, their company has nothing to do with the Canton Fair!

Shen Moer actually had a flash of inspiration, but after she sorted out her thoughts, she felt that this idea was still feasible, so she explained: "Just now, Brother Liang suggested that the factory carry out mass production. I think he is very optimistic about this product. However, we also know the situation in China. People are generally not very wealthy. There are not many people who can afford electric fans, and the number of people who will buy this special electric fan is estimated to be even smaller. There must

be a consumer group for this kind of electric fan, but the number of people will not be too large . After all, people pay more attention to practicality than beauty. But the cost of manufacturing this kind of electric fan will definitely increase.

Compared with the domestic market, I am more optimistic about the foreign market. My wife is a student of the Department of Physics at Capital University. He told me that the level of electric fan manufacturing in our country is not much different from that in foreign countries. If the quality difference is not big and our selling price is lower than that in foreign countries, this kind of electric fan with a special appearance will definitely be sought after by foreign businessmen. "

Shen Moer has participated in the Canton Fair for so many years and has always been paying attention to foreign fashion. I can say without any modesty that I have a certain understanding of the foreign market.

Beautiful and practical things will definitely be favored by foreign businessmen.